July 25, 2003

The new top that I was SO excited about wearing to work today now has me afraid I’m going to be brought up on indecency charges. It’s not a bad top in the least. It’s sleeveless and v-neck, but no lower than tops I’ve worn before, and let’s face it, I’m no Pam Anderson. But it’s not a Friday-friendly polo shirt, so now I feel like a trollop. Let’s just hope the air conditioning isn’t intense today.

Wt: 138.8. JUST in time for pool party tomorrow. I have noone to blame but myself though.
Mood: Timid
Work docket: Grabbing Hot Properties stuff now, then will dive into the Community Guide stuff, which editorial has FINALLY finished with. Now it’s up to me to get it into shape. Lots of “stuff” today!
Lunch plans: Brought a Lean Cuisine Beef Portobello meal today. You know, there needs to be a place with reviews of these crappy frozen meals.
Afternoon: Well, I suppose I should head to the gym, shouldn’t I?
Evening: Nothing planned. Maybe I’ll update LadyGypsy.net
Weekend: There is a pool party at my cousin’s house tomorrow afternoon. And David’s birthday is Monday, so maybe we can do something in commemoration. I’ll leave it up to him.

One week ’til I go to Walt Disney World for the weekend. I’ve been keeping this SO on the down-low here at work. Boss and co-worker think I go too often anyway.

I’m going to do the Friday Five later today — I have too much work to get into now. But I’ll leave you with this: In Star Wars galaxies, I have two players. One is a scout. One is a dancer/entertainer. My scout needs to beg for assistance, is short on cash, and is having a difficult time in general. My dancer, who I hardly play, has already trained her first skill level, been in two groups, and has made a fair chunk of cash. She rarely leaves the cantina — except to go to the bank. 🙂 I could have some serious fun with her. I’m seriously thinking of rerolling the scout as a dancer so I can be on a server with more people that I know.

Darn. Here comes the air conditioning.

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